She fished for her keys in her purse while the two men stood waiting to get into the red Cavalier.
"I call shotgun," Benji shrieked as he opened the unlocked passenger door and climbed in the vehicle. Joel simply shook his head and climbed into the backseat.
"It's the Holiday Inn," he reminded. "On your right, up the block about two miles."
"Thanks," Julie smiled.
In her rearview mirror, she watched as Joel's thumbs twiddled nervously in his lap. How cute, she thought. Upfront, Benji was changing radio stations so fast her head was spinning. It's just up the block, she thought.
* * *
"I'm just gonna take a quick shower," Benji yelled from the bathroom.
Julie sat on the bed closest to the door, twiddling her thumbs and considering leaving the room- and hotel- altogether. She couldn't believe she was in the same hotel, let alone the same hotel room, with two of the most gorgeous men she'd ever seen and it took no effort whatsoever. It felt wrong, in a dirty sense.
Within minutes, Benji was fresh from the shower, wrapped in a starched white towel, drying his long black hair frantically with another towel.
"Sorry about that," he smiled.
"Don't be."
"Well, alrighty then," he laughed.
Julie relaxed noticeably.
"You want a drink?" the male offered, opening a small cooler that sat between the two beds.
"No thanks," Julie dismissed. "I have to drive, remember?" Benji nodded.
"So, I was thinking," a familiar voice laughed in the distance.
Joel stopped, staring at Julie.
"Hey," he smiled, ending his great proclamation.
Julie smiled.
"Am I interrupting?" he grinned.
Julie shrugged.
Benji's eyes met his twin's, they glinted.
"I'll come back later," Joel smiled and winked at Benji.
* * *
Her jeans slid off her body so easily. She'd never done this before, and it was all too simple to be naughty she was finding. Her young body was covered in goose bumps, and she found that though her physiology suggested she was nervous, her mind didn't seem to be experiencing any pitfalls.
She heard herself call Benji's name several times, felt as he entered her slender body slowly, languidly. The union was passionate but frenzied.
"Fuck," Benji panted and rolled off of her.
She kissed his sleeping frame and snuggled herself close. She had begun to doze when she heard a noise and a voice calling from somewhere inside the hotel room.
"Benj?" she heard the familiar voice call.
Benji was asleep and didn't answer.
"Benj?"
Julie wrapped an errant sheet around herself as she watched the shadow approach
"He's asleep," she smiled.
"Really?" Joel grinned as he approached the bed.
"Can I come in?" he asked. Julie shrugged. "You're already in here, aren't you?
"Was it good?" Joel asked, unflinchingly.
"Excuse me?" Julie questioned, truly unsure of what the he was asking.
"Fucking Benj...Was it good?"
Julie blushed.
Joel grinned. "Was that your first time?"
Julie blushed redder and whispered her response. "Yeah, it was."
The male smiled brilliantly.
Julie glanced upward. "How did you know?"
"You look very young."
"What's very young?" the female asked, concerned.
"Sixteenish."
She shrugged.
"Do you know how old we are?" he questioned, authoritatively.
Julie shrugged
"Can you guess?"
"25," she smiled.
"Nope," he grinned. "But so close."
Julie looked perplexed.
"Does that bother you?"
"No. Should it?"
"I don't know, perhaps it should," he winked.
"Ah," was all Julie retorted. She reclined her head on a pillow nearby, listening as Joel flipped channels erratically, watching as Benji's chest rose in a rhythmic pattern of oxygen release and inhalation.
"Come over here," Joel called.
Julie didn't move.
"Julie? You awake?"
Julie sat up.
"Come over here," Joel called, patting the bed alongside himself. He was reclined against the headboard, a pillow cushioning the contact of the hard wood on his shoulder blades.
There wasn't a moment in which she debated, she never could understand why; she just went.
"You're a beautiful girl," Joel smiled as he ran his hands through her long brunette hair.
"Thank you," Julie giggled.
The young male leaned forward, planted his lips firmly on the girl's and kissed her gently at first, then with an increasing sexual aggression.
Julie never backed away, but she never relented herself to the action.
"Come on now," Joel pulled away and frowned.
"What?" Julie asked, sounding more Alicia Silverstone Clueless than she'd ever managed before in her teenage years.
"I'm kissing you," he grinned. "Kiss me back."
Julie frowned delicately, shifting uneasily on the bed.
He reached in close to her again, this time, Julie's lips parted slightly.
The kiss lasted a passionate minute, and Julie broke free from the embrace.
"There," Joel smiled. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
"I think you have the wrong impression," Julie grimaced. I didn't come here to...."
"Fuck the band?" Joel sat up, looked the girl directly in the eyes.
"I didn't!" Julie frowned.
Joel motioned toward his sleeping twin. "And that was?"
"Totally unexpected," the female frowned. "I'm not a slut."
"Did I suggest you were?" Joel backtracked, orchestrating a concern that assured Julie.
"No, but you....made me uncomfortable just now."
Joel backed away, threw his hands up in protest. "I'm sorry! It wasn't my intention."